So, the meal came to an end in this eerie atmosphere.

Suddenly, a guard broke into the Guixiang Pavilion and whispered a few words to Chu Yijun, and Chu Yijun immediately got up, said hello to everyone and strode away.

After the women dispersed the luncheon, a concubine suddenly walked towards Ling Ran with a spring breeze on her face and invited:

"Sister Ling, a few of our sisters are going to swim in the lake together, and we specially invited a prostitute to be in the painting boat, can my sister give a face and go with us?"

"Thank you, sister, but my sister is a little afraid of water, so I still won't swim in the lake with you." Ling Ran declined.

"Sister Ling, look, a few of our women have been serving the prince for many years, and you just came, you are not familiar with life, let's make friends, so if something happens in the future, we can help each other and take care of it."

Seeing that Ling Ran was still hesitant, she put on a flattering smile and continued to persuade, "It just happened that the weather was sunny today, and the sisters just thought of rafting, if my sister is so faceless today, I am afraid it will hurt her face, I think my sister is also a person who understands the overall situation, some relationships, good benefits, and no harm to you." ”

Ling Ran thought for a while, in fact, she just took a boat, she just had to sit in it, and even if something happened, she would be able to swim...... Let's just use it as an opportunity to get favors, maybe it will be useful in the future...... Her mind suddenly flashed over Ling Yu's face that had been smiling wildly that day.

Ling Ran agreed to the concubine's invitation.

Two hours later.

Under the endless blue sky, a gentle wind blew across the surface of Zuiping Lake, and the sparkling waves on the lake surface rippled slightly.

After the sound of three drums, a classical and delicate painting boat slowly set off from the reeds by the lake and headed towards the opposite shore, leaving only two waves of water that slowly spread.

Wherever the boat passed, some beautiful white waterfowl fluttered their wings and flew one after another, hovering over the top floor of the boat, and then disappeared on the other side of the lake.

On the bow of the boat, Ling Ran stood firmly against the railing, admiring the long-lost scenery, and reluctant to leave.

Unbeknownst to him, in a small private room on the top floor of the painting boat, a masked man in brown was also standing by the window at the moment enjoying this beautiful scenery, and took her pale pink shadow into his eyes and looked at it fixedly.

At this time, suddenly a few maids were running on the deck and shouting, the main event on the top floor of the painting boat was about to begin, and Ruoli, the first prostitute in Daxiao, was about to appear to play the piano.

Ling Ran was stunned when he heard this, then turned around and walked to the inside of the boat, then refused the drink brought by a maid, and walked straight to the top floor of the painting boat.

Seeing Ling Ran turn around, the brown-clothed man's gaze immediately followed, and when he saw the face that was like a heavenly immortal, he couldn't help but shake his whole body.

He turned his head to look at the blue-gray burden at his feet, then glanced at Ling Ran's beautiful face, and sighed softly.

Ling Ran walked into the small main hall on the top floor, only to see a sea of people, as if the guests in the entire painting boat had rushed in, wanting to see Ruoli's piano skills.

Ling Ran found a small corner where people could stand comfortably against the wall, and watched the people of ** shape pass in front of her, quietly waiting to enjoy the piano.

At this time, Xiao Xuan suddenly struggled to open the flow of people and walked towards her, with a little smile in her clear eyes:

"Madam, Concubine Yu sent you to her box to sit down. Please come with me. ”

Ling Ran's heart sank slightly, why was Ling Yu also on this boat?

But she still smiled and nodded in response, and followed Xiao Xuan to the gorgeous box where Ling Yu was.

On the way, Ling Ran asked Xiao Xuan if she had seen Xian'er, Xiao Xuan said that she didn't know, Ling Ran couldn't help but be a little puzzled and curious, that girl had never left her before, why did she suddenly disappear today? ……

Suddenly, she was interrupted by a familiar female voice.

"Sister, are you here? Sit down, sit down! I saw Ling Yu, who was almost without makeup, greeted her warmly with a teacup and pointed to an empty seat beside her.

Ling Ran glanced at her and secretly thought, this Ling Yu is not ugly without makeup, why do you usually put such a thick foundation on her face?

"Sister is so good-looking today!" Ling Ran praised sincerely, then walked over and sat down.

"Haha...... Yes, but where can I compare to my sister's half a point. Ling Yu made Ling Ran a cup of tea, and filled his own cup with it, followed by the cups of the other concubines.

Ling Ran thanked him, took a sip of the teacup, put down the cup, and glanced around lightly only to find that Chu Yijun's man's wives and concubines were almost all in this box at the moment.

At this time, a crisp sound of the guzheng floated in, first a few very light monotones, curling Nana like smoke, and then a string of flower fingers, crisp as a big bead and a small bead falling on the jade plate, when the fingertips swept to the big string, it was like a torrent, pouring down, in the small painting boat with a weakening echo.

Immediately after, there was silence that seemed to be audible for a few seconds, and suddenly, thunderous applause rang out.

I saw the white plump figure in front of the piano, and at this time she stood up suddenly, smiled slightly at the audience, bowed, and bowed, and then sat back on the piano bench and began to continue her performance.

Ling Ran stared at her facial features, and suddenly the word flashed through her mind, "Oriental Charm".

Ruo Li is not very good-looking, but the iconic face that only belongs to the East has a classical charm that is irreplaceable by ordinary beauties.

Ling Ran looked at her dexterous fingers and her gentle and elegant posture, and was distracted for a moment.

……

Thoughts wandered, and suddenly the music stopped abruptly, followed by the roaring applause, which turned out to be the end of the song.

Ling Ran saw Ruoli get up and saluted everyone, then sat back again, raised his hand, and his fingertips fell lightly on the strings.

However, this second song has a sudden change in style, and as soon as it comes up, there are gusts of wind and rain, and even the expression on Ruo Li's face has become a little solemn.

Suddenly, as soon as she raised her eyes, she didn't know who she was looking at, and the style of the piano under her hand changed dramatically, turning into bright sunshine and trickling, making the whole painting boat calm again, and the gentle sound of the piano flowed through everyone's hearts like a warm spring breeze.

At this moment, a dark arrow suddenly "swished" through the hall, and then "snapped", and drove into a thick pillar, covering the sound of the piano in an instant.

Everyone was stunned, and then immediately someone shouted:

"There are assassins!"

For a moment, the top floor of the painting boat suddenly exploded, and the screams of women, men's running, and children's cries were mixed in the ears.

"Whoosh——! Whoosh, whoosh——! ”

Three more arrows whistled in their ears, and then three stout men were each struck by the arrows, and in an instant they all fell to the ground with a heavy blow, and scarlet flowers slowly bloomed on their chests.